Chapter 657: The Black-Hearted Captain Chu Che
And so, the people from the Silent Council and the Fair Convoy left the Hanging Corpse Forest together.
When everyone arrived at the first floor of the Haosheng Hotel, they found those paper figures still standing at the front desk.
But no one had any interest in investigating them anymore.
Everyone hurried away.
When they returned to the outside of the hotel.
Xu Lina was clearly very anxious. Of course, with Xu Lina were several Black Clothes from the Silent Council.
As for the ordinary survivors of the Fair Convoy...
They had brought a total of five survivors this time.
After Xu Lina killed one, there should have been four left.
And now...
All four of those survivors were dead in the bed of the panel van.
So this time, a total of five ordinary survivors had been lost.
"Mr. Chen... I..."
Xu Lina was a bit guilty. She knew that the convoy was already short-handed, and losing five survivors at once would certainly break Captain Chu Che's heart.
Chen Ye waved his hand. "Now isn't the time for that... We'll talk when we get back!"
Equally as guilty as Xu Lina was Iron Lion!
If he hadn't recklessly pushed open the door to Room 23, if he hadn't taken off his Bluetooth earbuds during the fight...
Maybe after clearing Room 22, the convoy would have left.
None of what happened afterward would have occurred.
These ordinary survivors wouldn't have died!
Naturally, Chen Ye had no way to comfort Iron Lion's guilt.
His top priority now was to leave this place.
From his senses, though he couldn't accurately detect all of Xi City's anomaly situations like a pathfinder could.
He could feel that Xi City's anomalies were now very active.
"Everyone, get in the cars. We're leaving here!"
Everyone moved quickly.
The Silent Council's Senior Observer, Song Wei, wanted to greet Chen Ye, but then saw that the Fair Convoy's vehicles had already started moving.
Chen Ye's window was welded shut with barbed wire, so he couldn't lean out to greet Song Wei.
He could only speak gratefully as he passed by Song Wei's vehicle, "Captain Song, we're going ahead. You guys hurry up. Xi City is too dangerous right now!"
As soon as he finished saying this, Chen Ye floored the gas pedal and charged straight out of Xi City.
Song Wei was stunned for a moment, then immediately understood, grinding his teeth and cursing under his breath, "This bastard really is as shameless as the rumors say!"
"Captain, let's get moving!"
"Move out!"
Song Wei had read the Fair Convoy's file. The convoy captain, Chu Che, and the deputy captain, Chen Ye — both were shameless characters.
Before, that shamelessness only existed on paper, but this time he experienced it firsthand.
In this kind of apocalypse, only shameless characters like them could survive well. The people who valued face were mostly dead already.
Actually, it wasn't just during the apocalypse. Even in the peaceful society before the end, those without shame often lived better than those who had it.
The reason Chen Ye moved so fast was naturally to use the Silent Council's people as bait to cover the rear.
Now that Xi City's anomalies were in their active period, so many convoys leaving would definitely attract their attention.
With the Silent Council at the back of the convoy, they would naturally be responsible for holding off the pursuit.
That was Chen Ye's plan.
It was also the plan Song Wei quickly figured out.
Sure enough, when the convoy left Xi City, strange and bizarre sounds came from all directions of the city.
Then...
Through his rearview mirror, Chen Ye could see firelight and the sound of gunfire at the back of the convoy.
Using thermal weapons against anomalies was obviously not very effective.
But the Silent Council's weapons were clearly specially modified and designed.
Maybe that square-faced captain named Song Wei even had one or two Wonders on him.
Even though Song Wei was grumbling about Chen Ye in his heart, he still took on the rear-guard mission.
The Silent Council people were very skilled at dealing with anomalies. With the members working together, the convoy soon shook off the pursuing anomalies.
When the convoy passed through the protective shield formed by thirteen beams of light, they had completely left Xi City's territory.
Throughout this trip, the Fair Convoy hadn't gained much, not even many supplies.
Other than Chen Ye getting another thirty thousand or so Slaughter Points, there was nothing else.
Now Chen Ye's Slaughter Points had reached eighty thousand.
Chen Ye had no intention of using these Slaughter Points for now.
After advancing to Sequence 4, he would definitely need to exchange for a cultivation method. These Slaughter Points were what Chen Ye planned to keep for the exchange.
When the convoy returned to the base, it was already one in the morning.
The return of the Fair Convoy and the Silent Council caused a small stir, but nothing more.
The people from the Post-Apocalyptic Opera Troupe and the Skeleton Convoy had been waiting eagerly.
The Post-Apocalyptic Opera Troupe's members were relatively calm, knowing about Wu Zehui's combat strength.
But the kids from the Skeleton Convoy were about to cry.
Big Sister Number One was their convoy's top combat strength. If she had been lost in this battle mission, their convoy would have been basically finished.
When the convoy returned.
A group of kids surrounded the punk girl, wrapping her up tightly.
"Big Sister, if you hadn't come back, I would have skinned that old bastard Chu Che alive! Wuwuwu..."
"Big Sister, from now on let's just live our lives peacefully. We're not taking any more damn missions!"
"That's right, Big Sister. I think that bald Chu Che definitely didn't have good intentions!"
"Exactly, exactly. Even a donkey on the farm wouldn't be worked this hard!"
"They went by themselves before and came back at three in the afternoon. Now that they have outside help, they come back at one in the morning. So black-hearted!"
"We need to find that bald bastard and demand more money!"
These teenagers, each one speaking, some expressing worry, some expressing anger at Chu Che, and some condemning Chu Che's lack of conscience.
The Post-Apocalyptic Opera Troupe mostly felt the same way.
Before, when your own convoy went out alone, you came back in the afternoon. But now that you have outside help, you use them until one in the morning?
Are you even human?
The Post-Apocalyptic Opera Troupe's captain expressed considerable dissatisfaction with Chu Che.
But Chu Che acted as if he didn't know anything.
The thickness of his skin was practically invincible.
Actually, Chu Che was a bit worried too.
After all, it was already night, and now was the active period for anomalies.
Dealing with anomalies at night was definitely not a good idea.
The people from the Post-Apocalyptic Opera Troupe and the Skeleton Convoy had come to protest several times before, but Chu Che had blocked them all.
Anyway, when it came to skin thickness and shamelessness, apart from Chen Ye, Chu Che wasn't afraid of anyone.
Now that he saw the convoy had finally returned safely, Chu Che breathed a huge sigh of relief.
But when Chu Che got close to Chen Ye, he still complained a bit, "You bastard, I thought you'd be back by nine or ten at the latest, but you came back at one!"
"You used them too harshly."
"If you keep using them like this, you'll have to count it as the next day's pay!"
Chen Ye also lowered his voice, "Anyway, it's still one day. It hasn't passed twenty-four hours yet. They can't be more shameless than us, can they!"
"You said it was one day when you made the deal with them, right?"
Chen Ye asked.
One day meant twenty-four hours. Anyway, he hadn't used them for a full twenty-four hours, so it wasn't exploitation.
When Chu Che heard Chen Ye's question, he was stunned for a moment, then gave a thumbs up, "When it comes to shamelessness, you really take the cake!"
Chen Ye gave Chu Che a cold sidelong glance and snorted, "I don't believe you didn't think of that. You bastard, were you planning to deduct three hours' worth of pay?"
"Shit, am I as black-hearted as you?"
Chu Che quickly denied it. But when he had made the deal with them earlier, he had agreed on "one day," not specifying twenty-four hours.
If it was like that, there was room for argument.
If it was calculated by twenty-four hours a day.
They had left at four o'clock, and now it was one o'clock. That meant there were still three hours left before reaching twenty-four hours.
Calculated this way, he could even deduct three hours of wages.
Chu Che had thought about it, but he vehemently denied he would actually do it.
"Who knows?"
Chen Ye rolled his eyes and didn't take Chu Che's bait.
"Anyway, it hasn't reached twenty-four hours. You can argue that yourself. I won't."
"Damn it..."